Ghost King Amnesty

Ling Che was in the ice coffin. Although his body did not rot, he was seriously injured. The bone-bruising pain of the Qilin Blood Sword could not recover for a long time.

He is like being shrouded in a golden bell,

Conscious, but unable to move.

The ghost clan has no primordial spirit, they live on the ashes, and the ashes can only be given to the loved ones, who can actually perceive all the activities of the outside world inside the clock,

He knows Baiqiao's worry, knows Baiqiao's helplessness,

He's been trying to recover himself, too.

But it's been too long,

The bones are stitched and patched in various ways, and it has been 10 years in one go.

one day in midsummer night,

It's Baiqiao's birthday,

He has always been good, but Zheyan made him longevity noodles for one night, and it was done hastily.

Unknowingly, he walked into Yanhua Cave again,

Gently stroking the ice coffin,

Turning her fingers, a vine pierced into Baiqiao's heart. With a soft snort, the other end went deep into the ice coffin,

"Ah Chen, today is my birthday."

"I don't want anything else but you to wake up, okay?"

After losing his heart and soul, Baiqiao's face turned pale, and he walked slowly into the cave while holding his chest,

It wasn't just because he was too weak that he had auditory hallucinations, or something, unexpectedly, there was a voice from behind, "Okay."

Bai Qiao turned around in surprise, but passed out the next second.

After a few more days,

When I wake up on weekdays, I find that the sky is still as dark as day, and the Yanhua Cave is shining brightly in the dark night, like a floating soul and a magnificent dream, it is extremely magnificent and illuminates the sky. A dark world.

Bai Qiao stared blankly at the entrance of the cave, as if he was suffocated, he couldn't hear anything, and was in a daze for a while.

Zheyan walked to the side, "It seems that he is coming back."

"how come"

"A few days ago, I heard a storyteller talk about a method in the folks. He used part of his ashes and put them in the Jiepo lamp to help him recover his physical strength and repair the contusions of the year. Moreover, he is the third prince of the ghost clan, invincible .”

Baiqiao looked at Zheyan,

All I saw was Zheyan whispered, "Let's go find him."

All races from all over the world are naturally paying attention to this spectacle. This ordinary hole is shining with a huge light. No matter how shocked they are, the gods and gods have to admit that the third prince of the ghost clan is finally coming back. up.

The 10th year that Baiqiao had been waiting for had arrived.

The whole ghost clan was burning with flames, hundreds of scorched bones, and corpses were all over the ground. There were waves of howling ghosts and howling wolves. On the streets of the ghost city, a group of ghosts fell to the ground, crying and grabbing the ground. Screaming with their heads in their hands, it seems that everyone has a splitting headache and death is worse than life. Not only the ghosts, but the whole world should be wailing.

Ling Yi held the back of the chair tightly with his left hand,

"How. How could he come back?"

The guard next to him leaned forward, "This is a phenomenon of a ghost. I'm afraid that the Third Highness's skill is even better than before."

Ling Lan had long been imprisoned in her bedroom. Seeing this abnormal celestial phenomenon, she was so happy that she couldn't speak. Her slender fingers covered her red lips, and tears kept streaming down her face.

Bai Qiao walked to the entrance of the cave, and heard the sound of ice breaking inside the cave. He was still dressed in black, with dark green eyes, squinting at him. He was extremely handsome, but his expression was inexplicably wild.The black hair was loosely tied and slightly crooked, looking extremely casual.

"Ah Xing, I told you a few days late, happy birthday."

Bai Qiao slapped him hard,

"A few more hits, are you relieved?"

"You're finally back, you're finally back..."

Bai Qiao hammered his chest, being held in Ling Che's arms,

"Miss me?"

Bai Qiao nodded slowly, "It's hard work for me alone."

Ling Che propped up Baiqiao's chin with one hand, lifted it up, and looked at the face he hadn't seen in 10 years.

He has always felt that Baiqiao's beauty is unmatched by anyone else,

"I haven't seen you for 10 years. The little fox has grown up."

"Yeah, you are 28 years old, you are old."

Ling Che still made the standard lip hooking action, aimed at Bai Qiao's lips, and was about to approach slowly.

A few soft coughs came from the entrance of the cave, "Excuse me."

Bai Qiao turned around, saw Zheyan, ran over, pulled him, and happily introduced him as he did when he was 5 years old,

"This is Shangshen Zheyan, he is the one who found a way to save you back."

Ling Che knelt on one knee, put his right hand on his chest, "Thank you, God."

Zheyan helped Ling Che up, "Third Highness, you have excellent magic power and strong self-healing ability."

Zheyan looked at Baiqiao's eyes, and it turned back to the original light purple. These are innocent smiling eyes that have not been seen in 10 years.

It turned out that Baiqiao was like this when his beloved was by his side.

"Ah Chen just woke up, let's go to the bamboo house to eat something."

"it is good."

The three of them walked towards the entrance of the cave together, but just after taking two steps, Ling Che covered his chest, and suddenly knelt down in pain,

"Ash?"

Zheyan tore off his shirt, "The Qilin Blood Sword's wound hasn't completely healed yet."

"What to do then"

"Everyone is back, so don't worry, it's just a trauma."

Bai Qiao knelt down and carried Ling Che on his back, "What are you doing, I can walk by myself."

"Don't be brave, you are injured, you are old, and your legs and feet are not good."

Bai Qiao's words hurt two people at once, Zheyan and Ling Che looked at each other, Zheyan threw up his sleeves angrily and left, if he was old, wouldn't he, the ancient God, be even older?

The three returned to the bamboo house,

The news of His Royal Highness's awakening spread like wildfire. We only know that he is back, but we don't know exactly where.

Baiqiao has set up an enchantment outside the peach forest. No race from all over the world can detect the situation in the peach forest. At the same time, it has also set up an enchantment for Qingqiu, Beihai, and Beihuang. There are so many places that cannot be detected, so it should be possible Taolin is such an inconspicuous place.

Zheyan was in the bamboo house, healing Ling Che, looking at the scenery outside the window,

"After 10 years of deep sleep, do you feel that the scenery has changed?"

"Taolin is just as it is going forward."

"Someone is waiting for you impatiently."

"Don't hide it from God, I know his every move."

"Oh?"

"Thank you for protecting my ashes with fairy magic over the years."

"He has spent a lot of time protecting your immortal body from corruption every month, so I have to spend some mana to integrate your mana into the clock."

"It was the golden bell that became one with me and protected me from recovery."

"It's a good thing for him to increase his mana for you. After all, no one in the world dares to bully him anymore."

Ling Che nodded,

Zheyan saw that this was only 28 years old, and he was not less calm and domineering than Mo Yuan Yehua back then. If the people around him hadn't betrayed him in the battle of the ghost clan, the King of Ghosts would have been the King of Ghosts.

night,

The first night Ling Che woke up,

The last time the two shared the same bed was 10 years ago.

Ling Che couldn't sleep at night, and Bai Qiao was lying on the side with uncontrollable blood churning. He dared to secretly hold him in his arms while he was fast asleep, so that he could have a peaceful night, just like before.

Baiqiao also had the most comfortable sleep in the past 10 years, but just now, he accidentally touched the bed next to him, it was already cold, and he got up in a hurry, afraid that yesterday was just a dream, just like he had done countless times in 10 years It's like a sweet dream.

"Ah Chen, Ah Chen."

"I'm here."

Ling Che walked into the bamboo house with a breakfast, put it on the table,

Bai Qiao jumped directly onto Ling Che's body, his center of gravity was unsteady, Ling Che quickly supported him, for fear that he would fall,

"Why are you still being hugged like a child?"

"I thought it was just another dream."

"What dream?"

"10 years, do you know how many times I dreamed that you woke up and left again?"

"sorry."

"Don't leave me, for any reason."

"it is good."

Ling Che was still hugging him, sitting by the table, drawing closer to the breakfast,

"Woke up a little hungry, so I went to make some breakfast food, and just sent it to God Zheyan."

Baiqiao's nose turned red, and he looked sideways at the delicious food on the table, when his stomach suddenly made a noise.

Ling Che had those hooked lips again, filled a spoonful of mushroom porridge, first brought it to his own mouth and blew it, his sexy lower lip touched the edge of the spoon lightly, tested the temperature, and then sent it to Baiqiao's mouth side,

"Try it."

Bai Qiao was still in Ling Che's arms, drank a spoonful of porridge,

"Delicious."

The taste is refreshing, the mushrooms are smooth, he seems to enjoy being in his arms, enjoying his care,

Who would have thought that this was actually the highly powerful Baiqiao who had fought against the ghost king and ghost beasts last month.

Zheyan always walks in at inopportune times,

"His wound hasn't healed yet."

Baiqiao suddenly realized, and quickly got up,

"I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

He pulled off Ling Che's collar, looked at a scar on his chest, and stroked it gently,

"Will it still hurt?"

"much better."

In fact, it still hurts, especially when Baiqiao bumps into it accidentally, but he is reluctant to let go.

"Even if there is only a scar on his chest, Ah Chen still looks good."

"is it?"

Zheyan nodded by the door, "Third Highness, you are extraordinary, and it is an honor to have a scar."

that night,

Baiqiao had just returned to the bamboo hut to rest, when suddenly the lights outside were brightly lit, and a long road was illuminated by red lanterns.

Baiqiao walked along the road, walked out of the peach forest, and the red lanterns came to an end.

A burst of black mist hit, and there was a voice in the dark, "Close your eyes."

Bai Qiao recognized the voice, obediently, and was picked up in the next second.

When you landed and opened your eyes, you will see a palace in front of you, imposing and majestic, just like an ancient palace. Snow willows are in full bloom in the spacious courtyard, clusters of white flowers are full of fragrance in the dark night, and there is a large pool made of jade in the center. A few rootless white lotuses bloomed in the clear water and pushed open the paulownia gate, and the white bridge stepped on the long carpet of Zhu Jin. Only then did he realize that the several big clam jade platforms in the room were actually made of big night pearls. With lighting, the warm light is extremely bright, and the bead curtain made of ruby ​​and agate is opened,

"here is?"

"A secret place of mine, a few days ago, I haven't had time to bring you here yet."

"It turns out that you have such a big royal court outside of the ghost clan."

"There must always be some quiet and elegant places, but I have been sleeping for a long time, and many servants have been dismissed."

Stepping on the long felt, Baiqiao could feel the unusual breath from the ground rising up one after another.

"The underground is my soul minister, don't mind."

"So soon, you have assembled the army?"

"It's just the old department. It was betrayed by people close to it at that time. Many old departments hid here and escaped the hunt."

Bai Qiao has too many problems in his mind, does he still want to start a war?Now that the ghost king has unified the ghost clan, even if he has tens of thousands of soul ministers in his hands, he has already been charged with killing his father, so how could anyone still submit to him.

Ling Che understood Bai Qiao's worried eyes,

"For the time being, I don't have any ideas yet, I just want to show you, our home."

"our home?"

This extravagant and mysterious underground royal court is full of secret passages and secret rooms. It is indeed a good place to hide from the world.

Ling Che led Bai Qiao into a bedroom. The dome was luxuriously hung with candlesticks, and golden and white layered gauzes fell. There was only a huge round bed in the empty room, and the floor was covered with tapestry.

"Ash."

Suddenly, a blush appeared on Bai Qiao's face. Seeing this big bed always reminded people of some indescribable images.

Baiqiao was pressed on the thick long felt floor, and he was dizzy for a moment, unable to move at all.

Ling Che grabbed his pale cheeks, gasped and licked his trembling lips with his tongue, the raging beast no longer suppressed himself.

"Ash..."

"You do not want it?"

"no..."

His eagerness shines through with possessiveness written all over it.

Bai Qiao's body was too soft, Ling Che restrained himself a little, looked at the situation he was facing, he probably just came directly like this, and no one would feel better.

The moment Baiqiao was released from the restraint, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at him in disbelief,

No, soon he knew he was wrong,

Ling Che walked towards him again, holding a white jade porcelain vase in his hand,

"do not move."

"what is this?"

"The secret medicine of the ghost clan, so as not to hurt you too much."

The slender fingers flicked, and the body responded honestly to him, the ugly posture, but still a little comfortable.

Ling Che held the white jade bottle containing the lubricating fluid, and the cold fluid poured in continuously,

He watched the scene with interest,

"no no..."

Ling Che, who had already lost his patience, curled his lips coldly, not giving him time to think.

The man panted heavily, loving him so hard that the air was stained with breath....

"It hurts...don't move..."

For the first time, Baiqiao didn't feel comfortable, the air was full of emotion, and the aftertaste was still there. He was lying on the edge of the bed, with his snow-skinned and beautiful back naked,

Ling Che stretched out his long arms and hugged him back into his arms. With his long fingers, he was stroking the messy black hair. His eyes fell on the flushed dimples, and his crimson lips were particularly scorching.

Baiqiao's hands were numb and his feet were soft, his whole body was numb after washing, and his ventricles couldn't stop after strenuous exercise.

The man's strong and vigorous body was revealed, and his dark blue eyes remained evil.

Ling Che picked up Bai Qiao and walked into the bathroom, "Take a bath and have a good rest."

"Bad man."

Ling Che tried his best to let him relax, and kissed his shoulder with red lips, a little tired, a little tired, so he wouldn't think about it.

The first time between the two was very intense. Ling Che had a plan in his heart long ago. He wanted to take back everything that should belong to him, especially after he learned that the ghost clan was now in ruins and controlled the entire underground palace. If someone can take advantage of it, how should the nobleman's reputation of tens of millions of years be dealt with.

He picked up Bai Qiao, who had fainted halfway through the bath, and gently placed him on the round bed,

"Anyway, wait for me to come back!"

After Ling Che left, the person on the bed slowly opened his eyes,

He has always had the power to destroy the world, if it wasn't for 10 years ago, the white bridge became his only weakness, even if it is an enemy of a thousand, so what.

He deliberately brought Baiqiao to the secret residence, sealed the gate, and left a hundred thousand soul ministers to protect him. He took the remaining one million good generals and arrived at the bank of the Ruohe River.

It's still the same dark sky, the same wind and sand that swept through 10 years ago, and the soldiers and horses of the two teams, but this time the fight is open and above board.

However, the soldiers of a mere million soul ministers can resist Ling Yi's tens of millions of ghost troops, and the tactics they use are even more impressive.

The Celestial Clan, the Fox Clan, and all the gods of the water army are all watching this fierce battle. Although the enemy is outnumbered, he still contends with Ling Yi's soldiers and horses, and no one is left behind.

In the white heat, the white light flickered, and Ling Yi became alert. This was the white light that was the last one who took Ling Che away 10 years ago. He subconsciously dodged and waited to open his eyes, but found Ling Che standing next to him that boy.

"What are you here for?"

Bai Qiao threw [Zhan Yuan] to Ling Che, and borrowed it from you for 10 years, so he will naturally return it to you. After that, he drew the Yanxue Blade from his waist,

"I don't want to wait for you for 10 years. This time, I will die together."

"I, never die or return."

Bai Qiao's eyes are firm,

This was the first time Ling Che saw him like this. He was wearing armor, mighty and stern, handsome and handsome, and his white cloak fluttered in the wind.

This day is destined to be boiling and chaotic, the sound of fighting on the battlefield is loud, and when the morning star rises, the air is full of the smell of blood. The two cooperate tacitly, but Baiqiao's physical strength still cannot keep up with the high-intensity fighting. He has high magic power, but he has not been trained strictly by the army, and soon the Yanxue in his hand began to shake.

In fact, the sound of fighting was coming to an end, and the strong smell of blood in the wind made it almost suffocating, and the open places were full of bloody corpses.

The moment Ling Che was running towards Baiqiao, Ling Yi shot several arrows at Ling Che. Baiqiao turned around and blocked him. The iron arrow pierced through his body, and his blood-stained face could no longer see the original beauty. He was innocent, under the messy curly hair, in the bloodshot eyes, the light purple pupils deepened again, he couldn't see the figure in the distance clearly, and the lips dripping with blood moved slightly.

Ling Che protected him in his arms, Bai Qiao exhausted his last strength, and gave all his magic power to Ling Che. In an instant, the world was full of wind and clouds, the sky and the earth were the same color, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and all the flowers withered like Bai Qiao was just born. general view,

Ling Che's mana was so powerful in an instant, breaking through the shackles, so strong that he could not control his own power, shaking the ground with every step he took, controlling Zhan Yuan, piercing his neck without hesitation, and blood spurted out.

Ling Yi covered the wound on his neck, knelt down on one knee, and laughed, "You can't kill me." His voice was already hoarse, and blood gushed out from his mouth and the wound on his neck.

At this time, Ling Lan rushed out with a white porcelain jar in her hand,

"How could it not kill you?"

When Ling Che saw the porcelain bottle in Ling Lan's hand, he naturally knew what it was.

Holding the porcelain vase in her arms, Ling Lan looked at Baiqiao sitting on the ground with her arms slumped.

"Han Xing, what's the matter with you?"

"It's just a traumatic injury, nothing wrong." Bai Qiao replied weakly,

Jianzhen opened the white porcelain vase, reached in with her bare hands, and lifted the ashes into the Ruohai River.

"Do not."

Ling Yi screamed heart-piercingly, Zhan Yuan's piercing of the throat was a blow to the bone, and Jianzhen poured the ashes into the river, it was the ashes, the blow to the bone and the ashes, the biggest taboo of the ghost clan, and it also proved that Ling Yi's life was about to die. Enter the countdown.

Ling Che withdrew such powerful mana from Baiqiao, the faint sunlight fell from above, the sky re-opened, and everything gradually recovered.

Ling Che walked up to Ling Yi's side and looked down at him from above. Raindrops began to drip from the air. Ling Yi stared forward and fell down. The rain was getting bigger and bigger, washing away the blood on his body.

Ling Che made sure that Ling Yi was no longer a threat, so he quickly ran to Bai Qiao's side, hugged him,

"How can you be so stupid as to give me mana."

"Just take a rest."

"Stupid fox."

However, Baiqiao consumed too much energy. Before he walked back to the hall, he began to change shape gradually. First, nine tails appeared, and then gradually began to become a prototype.

It was as if he was rescued by him because he was seriously injured in the robbery, and his whole body was white.